An Old Timer's Poem


A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note.
A window was something you hated to clean,
And ram was the cousin of a goat.



Meg was the name of my girlfriend,
And gig was a job for the nights.
Now they all mean different things,
And that really mega bytes.



An application was for employment.
A program was a TV show.
A cursor used profanity.
A keyboard was a pi-a-no.



Memory was something that you lost with age.
A CD was a bank account.
And if you had a 3 " floppy,
You hoped nobody found out.



Compress , you did to the garbage,
Not something you did to a file,
And if you unzipped in public
You'd be in jail for a while.



Log on was adding wood to the fire.
Hard drive was a trip on the road.
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived,
And a backup occurred in your commode.



Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue.
A web was a spider's home,
And a virus was the flu.



I guess I'll stick to my pen and paper,
And the memory in my head.
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash,
But when it happens they wish they were dead!

~Author Unknown~




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